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I Became the One Who Takes. 77

I Became the One Who Takes. 77

## Chapter 77 – (4)

“Why does cleaning up one bookstore require so many people?”

I said, scanning the grim faces of the men inside the van.

Some of them seemed to agree with me, chuckling and nodding.

Then Changho, the leader of this second van, who was sitting next to me, spoke up.

“You know the drill? Keep the two most useful ones alive and kill the rest.”
“…You think I don’t? Fucking well I do.”

Everyone’s expression darkened.

Of course, we knew.

We were all selected in that exact manner.

Those who had resisted Wolf to the end, trusting in their own strength, only to lose their organizations.

So, how could we not know?

The vans were waiting in their respective positions, not far from the bookstore.

So that they could arrive in front of the bookstore at the exact right time.

“Let’s move.”

Slowly, the van moved to block the entrance of the bookstore.

As soon as the time came, men in black suits poured out of the vans.

Everyone inside the vans took out their swords.

Each of them was holding the daggers provided by Wolf.

They were real weapons, qualitatively different from the tools, the so-called “equipment,” they had used until now.

Even in these small details, one could feel the power of the villain organization called Wolf.

The guys who got out of the first van looked at the entrance of the bookstore and laughed in disbelief, then spoke.

“Those bastards… they’ve got guts, trying to fight to the end.”
“Seriously.”

It was genuine admiration.

Among the villain organizations that were known for their prowess, many surrendered out of fear of Wolf’s reputation.

But a small villain organization based in a bookstore that was barely over ten pyeong refused to surrender.

It was quite brave.

Getting out of the van, the number of people, fifteen, felt quite large compared to the size of the bookstore.

If all of them went in, they would only get in each other’s way and wouldn’t be able to fight properly.

It seemed like they would have to split up.

As if reading the atmosphere, the leader of the first van raised his hand.

“We’ll go.”
“…Whatever.”
“Okay, let’s go~”

The guys who were in the first van waved their swords and went inside.

They seemed a little excited.

“Crazy bastards.”

Changho cursed at the guys who went in.

No one added to the curse, but they must have all agreed with him in their hearts.

Anyone who volunteered to fight for their lives was a psychopath.

Among them, those guys’ diagnoses would be murder addiction or psychopathy.

The guys in the first van were the crazy ones who fought among themselves when Wolf said they would only take two people.

“…I feel bad for them.”

I felt sorry for the guys inside the bookstore.

If they had fought us or the guys in the third van, they would have at least died without pain.

But to run into those guys…

Moreover, those guys were terrible in terms of personality and character, but they were all high-ranking villains close to B-rank.

They were of a rank that could lead most domestic villain organizations.

In fact, some of them had been leaders of organizations.

“I’m going to have a smoke.”

The remaining people all smoked or waited for the job to be done.

And, as expected, a faint smell of blood began to waft from inside the bookstore.

“Ugh, ruins the taste of my cigarette…”

I couldn’t hear the sound of fighting, but the smell of blood spread first.

This usually happened when it was so one-sided that there wasn’t even a fight.

“Should I start the car?”

When I spoke, Changho nodded.

It was a deserted place, but it wasn’t a road where people didn’t pass by at all.

There was no point in showing people the sight of us wearing matching black clothes and holding daggers for too long.

Of course, most heroes wouldn’t be able to do anything to us.

At that moment, the smell of blood gradually approached, and someone ran out from inside the bookstore.

“That’sㅡ”

It was the leader of the first van.

“Hey, hey hey! Wh, what is it!”

The bloody guy who had lost one eye ran out of the bookstore.

Thud.

Bang!

He was in such a hurry that he tripped over Changho, who was smoking in front of the door, and they fell together.

The cigarette ashes flew everywhere with how hard they collided, and Changho and the guy rolled almost once.

“You son of a bitch!”

Changho, who was angry, pushed the guy away, but the guy didn’t care and got into the car with a frightened expression.

Changho, who had pushed him away, was dumbfounded by the sight.

What was he so afraid of?

He tried to start the car with trembling hands, but it wouldn’t start easily.

“What the hellㅡ”
“…Hey, over there.”

Someone pointed to the entrance of the bookstore, and a man was seen walking out.

His body was splattered with blood here and there, and the man’s large build and the tattoos on his arms were impressive.

He was a man who looked like a villain at first glance.

He was holding a crude jungle knife in his hand, and red liquid was dripping from the jungle knife.

He nonchalantly crossed between us, who were holding cigarettes and daggers, and stabbed the guy in the driver’s seat.

…Yes, he killed him.

And he muttered.

“Nine.”

Everyone was just staring at him in a daze.

And everyone sensed it.

“Shit… we’re fucked.”

I didn’t know who said it, but there was no word that represented my feelings as much as that right now.

Everyone had a sense of it.

Sensing that the opponent was unusual, everyone hurriedly stomped out their cigarettes and raised their daggers.

Some guys even used their abilities to prepare for battle.

It was a mistake for him to come outside.

If it was outside, not in the narrow bookstore, all of us could rush at him.

After a tense confrontation, we rushed at him at the same time, without anyone saying anything first.

To be exact, everyone rushed at him except for me, who was a long-range ability user, and Changho, who seemed to have sprained his ankle after colliding with the guy who was running away earlier.

My ability was throwing.

I was going to throw my sword if eight people rushed at him and he showed an opening.

Yes, I kept looking for an opening.

Even when the guy swung his sword and took the lives of three people in an instant, even when he kicked one guy’s face with a resounding crack!

I was just calmly holding my sword and preparing to throw it.

The guy’s opening was showing little by little.

The closer I got, the better I could see the opening.

‘…Closer?’

“One.”

At that moment, I turned around and ran away.

I ran behind Changho, who was staring at the guy with a blank expression, just like me.

It was a gamble.

The guy kept counting numbers out loud.

At first, I thought it was the number of our people.

That was half right and half wrong.

Maybe, the guy wasㅡ

Counting the number of people he was going to kill.

“You son of aㅡ”

Changho looked at me, who had run away behind him, and spat out a curse.

But the curse couldn’t be finished.

“Last.”

The guy’s voice was heard close by.

Changho drooped like a doll with its strings cut.

“I want to join Wolf.”
“…”

I couldn’t do anything but nod.

***

[You killed all of our guys and you want to join?]
“…Yeah.”

Bella’s voice was heard over the receiver.

Her voice was quite bright, considering she was saying that I had killed all of her guys.

I was almost wondering if she was a little happy about the news that I had killed them all.

[…Interesting, okay, I’ll send you the address, come here.]

I roughly checked the address and returned the phone to its original owner.

It was the phone of the only man in black clothes that I hadn’t killed.

The man took the phone and sat down on the floor.

Fourteen people.

I had killed a lot of people, but I didn’t feel any guilt.

They were already living the lives of beasts, not humans.

I had too much experience to hesitate to kill villains who enjoyed murder, robbery, and violence.

I went into the bookstore.

“Yo, you worked hard.”

The man in the secret room inside the bookstore handed me a towel.

I hadn’t sweated, but it was a welcome gesture since I was feeling sticky from the blood splatters.

Everyone in the bookstore put down their tools and held their hands respectfully.

They must have been watching everything on CCTV.

“…Are you really a police officer?”

I hesitated and answered.

Because I had a few jobs in this world.

Hero, villain, and this time, I was cooperating with the police and became a police officer at will.

“Right now, yes.”
“…Ah…”

The men nodded when I said that.

“Please contact the chief.”

I could contact him myself, but I had somewhere to go right now.

I came out of the bookstore and asked the guy who was lying on the floor.

“Can you drive?”

The guy shook his head up and down violently.

“Y, yes, I have a license!”
“Drive to the address from earlier.”
“Yes!”

I liked how quick his answers were.

I got into the cleanest van out of the three vans and left the bookstore.

I turned off my phone just in case.

The guy next to me was still trembling and kept making sudden stops and starts, probably thinking about what had happened earlier, but I was actually impressed.

“This is a car…”
“Wh, what did you say?”
“Nothing.”

Sudden stops and starts?

Even that was like a fairy compared to a carriage.

I enjoyed the drive, admiring the car.

I Became the One Who Takes. 77

I Became the One Who Takes. 77

## Chapter 77 - (4)



"Why does cleaning up one bookstore require so many people?"

I said, scanning the grim faces of the men inside the van.

Some of them seemed to agree with me, chuckling and nodding.

Then Changho, the leader of this second van, who was sitting next to me, spoke up.

"You know the drill? Keep the two most useful ones alive and kill the rest."
"...You think I don't? Fucking well I do."

Everyone's expression darkened.

Of course, we knew.

We were all selected in that exact manner.

Those who had resisted Wolf to the end, trusting in their own strength, only to lose their organizations.

So, how could we not know?

The vans were waiting in their respective positions, not far from the bookstore.

So that they could arrive in front of the bookstore at the exact right time.

"Let's move."

Slowly, the van moved to block the entrance of the bookstore.

As soon as the time came, men in black suits poured out of the vans.

Everyone inside the vans took out their swords.

Each of them was holding the daggers provided by Wolf.

They were real weapons, qualitatively different from the tools, the so-called "equipment," they had used until now.

Even in these small details, one could feel the power of the villain organization called Wolf.

The guys who got out of the first van looked at the entrance of the bookstore and laughed in disbelief, then spoke.

"Those bastards... they've got guts, trying to fight to the end."
"Seriously."

It was genuine admiration.

Among the villain organizations that were known for their prowess, many surrendered out of fear of Wolf's reputation.

But a small villain organization based in a bookstore that was barely over ten pyeong refused to surrender.

It was quite brave.

Getting out of the van, the number of people, fifteen, felt quite large compared to the size of the bookstore.

If all of them went in, they would only get in each other's way and wouldn't be able to fight properly.

It seemed like they would have to split up.

As if reading the atmosphere, the leader of the first van raised his hand.

"We'll go."
"...Whatever."
"Okay, let's go~"

The guys who were in the first van waved their swords and went inside.

They seemed a little excited.

"Crazy bastards."

Changho cursed at the guys who went in.

No one added to the curse, but they must have all agreed with him in their hearts.

Anyone who volunteered to fight for their lives was a psychopath.

Among them, those guys' diagnoses would be murder addiction or psychopathy.

The guys in the first van were the crazy ones who fought among themselves when Wolf said they would only take two people.

"...I feel bad for them."

I felt sorry for the guys inside the bookstore.

If they had fought us or the guys in the third van, they would have at least died without pain.

But to run into those guys...

Moreover, those guys were terrible in terms of personality and character, but they were all high-ranking villains close to B-rank.

They were of a rank that could lead most domestic villain organizations.

In fact, some of them had been leaders of organizations.

"I'm going to have a smoke."

The remaining people all smoked or waited for the job to be done.

And, as expected, a faint smell of blood began to waft from inside the bookstore.

"Ugh, ruins the taste of my cigarette..."

I couldn't hear the sound of fighting, but the smell of blood spread first.

This usually happened when it was so one-sided that there wasn't even a fight.

"Should I start the car?"

When I spoke, Changho nodded.

It was a deserted place, but it wasn't a road where people didn't pass by at all.

There was no point in showing people the sight of us wearing matching black clothes and holding daggers for too long.

Of course, most heroes wouldn't be able to do anything to us.

At that moment, the smell of blood gradually approached, and someone ran out from inside the bookstore.

"That'sㅡ"

It was the leader of the first van.

"Hey, hey hey! Wh, what is it!"

The bloody guy who had lost one eye ran out of the bookstore.

Thud.

Bang!

He was in such a hurry that he tripped over Changho, who was smoking in front of the door, and they fell together.

The cigarette ashes flew everywhere with how hard they collided, and Changho and the guy rolled almost once.

"You son of a bitch!"

Changho, who was angry, pushed the guy away, but the guy didn't care and got into the car with a frightened expression.

Changho, who had pushed him away, was dumbfounded by the sight.

What was he so afraid of?

He tried to start the car with trembling hands, but it wouldn't start easily.

"What the hellㅡ"
"...Hey, over there."

Someone pointed to the entrance of the bookstore, and a man was seen walking out.

His body was splattered with blood here and there, and the man's large build and the tattoos on his arms were impressive.

He was a man who looked like a villain at first glance.

He was holding a crude jungle knife in his hand, and red liquid was dripping from the jungle knife.

He nonchalantly crossed between us, who were holding cigarettes and daggers, and stabbed the guy in the driver's seat.

...Yes, he killed him.

And he muttered.

"Nine."

Everyone was just staring at him in a daze.

And everyone sensed it.

"Shit... we're fucked."

I didn't know who said it, but there was no word that represented my feelings as much as that right now.

Everyone had a sense of it.

Sensing that the opponent was unusual, everyone hurriedly stomped out their cigarettes and raised their daggers.

Some guys even used their abilities to prepare for battle.

It was a mistake for him to come outside.

If it was outside, not in the narrow bookstore, all of us could rush at him.

After a tense confrontation, we rushed at him at the same time, without anyone saying anything first.

To be exact, everyone rushed at him except for me, who was a long-range ability user, and Changho, who seemed to have sprained his ankle after colliding with the guy who was running away earlier.

My ability was throwing.

I was going to throw my sword if eight people rushed at him and he showed an opening.

Yes, I kept looking for an opening.

Even when the guy swung his sword and took the lives of three people in an instant, even when he kicked one guy's face with a resounding crack!

I was just calmly holding my sword and preparing to throw it.

The guy's opening was showing little by little.

The closer I got, the better I could see the opening.

'...Closer?'

"One."

At that moment, I turned around and ran away.

I ran behind Changho, who was staring at the guy with a blank expression, just like me.

It was a gamble.

The guy kept counting numbers out loud.

At first, I thought it was the number of our people.

That was half right and half wrong.

Maybe, the guy wasㅡ

Counting the number of people he was going to kill.

"You son of aㅡ"

Changho looked at me, who had run away behind him, and spat out a curse.

But the curse couldn't be finished.

"Last."

The guy's voice was heard close by.

Changho drooped like a doll with its strings cut.

"I want to join Wolf."
"..."

I couldn't do anything but nod.

***

[You killed all of our guys and you want to join?]
"...Yeah."

Bella's voice was heard over the receiver.

Her voice was quite bright, considering she was saying that I had killed all of her guys.

I was almost wondering if she was a little happy about the news that I had killed them all.

[...Interesting, okay, I'll send you the address, come here.]

I roughly checked the address and returned the phone to its original owner.

It was the phone of the only man in black clothes that I hadn't killed.

The man took the phone and sat down on the floor.

Fourteen people.

I had killed a lot of people, but I didn't feel any guilt.

They were already living the lives of beasts, not humans.

I had too much experience to hesitate to kill villains who enjoyed murder, robbery, and violence.

I went into the bookstore.

"Yo, you worked hard."

The man in the secret room inside the bookstore handed me a towel.

I hadn't sweated, but it was a welcome gesture since I was feeling sticky from the blood splatters.

Everyone in the bookstore put down their tools and held their hands respectfully.

They must have been watching everything on CCTV.

"...Are you really a police officer?"

I hesitated and answered.

Because I had a few jobs in this world.

Hero, villain, and this time, I was cooperating with the police and became a police officer at will.

"Right now, yes."
"...Ah..."

The men nodded when I said that.

"Please contact the chief."

I could contact him myself, but I had somewhere to go right now.

I came out of the bookstore and asked the guy who was lying on the floor.

"Can you drive?"

The guy shook his head up and down violently.

"Y, yes, I have a license!"
"Drive to the address from earlier."
"Yes!"

I liked how quick his answers were.

I got into the cleanest van out of the three vans and left the bookstore.

I turned off my phone just in case.

The guy next to me was still trembling and kept making sudden stops and starts, probably thinking about what had happened earlier, but I was actually impressed.

"This is a car..."
"Wh, what did you say?"
"Nothing."

Sudden stops and starts?

Even that was like a fairy compared to a carriage.

I enjoyed the drive, admiring the car.

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